I’m A Pensioner

That feeling of being trapped in his own home

unable to go far.

Alone and now afraid to pick up the telephone

why do so many ring?

I can’t afford it he tried to mention

relying on his pension.


Yet the persistent aggressive and rude men

continued to phone him up.

Now in his seventies what could he do

nobody seemed to care.

Struggling to look after himself nowadays

on the elderly the villain preys!


So here he sat few visitors entered his home

almost forgotten by most.

Yet the calls continued to hound and pursue

they didn’t listen to his words.

He had no money yet they continued to ring

treated as just a thing!


Yesterday he didn’t answer the telephone

depressed he’d gone to the spiritual zone!


The Foureyed Poet.

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